I know what I'm going to give. Stop with your ridiculous ideas. Tara, Tarun, and I were drinking chai and discussing what gift I should get them.
Babes dress in traditional attire. Jeans and skirts are strictly prohibited.
What are you going to give, babes? If I say I don't have anything on my mind right now, he will undoubtedly come up with ridiculous ideas. Who will give a Griha Pravesh a dozen condoms?
We parted ways to go home after our chit-chat. I flagged down a cab and requested that the driver drop me off at the street market on the way to my apartment.
It's 8 p.m., and the market is neither crowded nor deserted.People are scattered throughout the shops. The majority of people are in the food stores. Eating their final meal of the day or taking their food away.
I walked through the busy yet tried market, just looking for something decent to give them.
I'm sure they'll get everything they need and will be spoiled by their parents. Should I give them scented candles, Ganesh-Lakshmi idols, or some decor plants such as orchids or wind chimes?
I went deeper into the market and found what I wanted to give. I brought a set of foliage and air purifying plants. It has four plant groups. Sansevieria, jade, and syngonium plants, as well as a money plant.
The Sansevieria plant is one of the most effective at filtering out formaldehyde, which is found in many cleaning products, toilet paper, tissues, and personal care products. The jade plant is regarded as a powerful symbol of good fortune. Money plants are thought to be a lucky plant that brings wealth, health, prosperity, and happiness into the home.Syngonium plants have a high transpiration rate, which helps to increase humidity in a room.
I hope they enjoy my present. Keep your fingers crossed.
I finished my shopping and my stomach grumbled; I believe she is hungry. I chose to eat my dinner outside.
I sighed because I planned to attend the housewarming function, which I never did in a while. My thoughts wandered back to them.
Now I understand. He has been here for two months.Now I understand. He arrived two months ago. That is, he came first to settle things here, then she came, and they are having a housewarming function tomorrow. They are a newlywed couple. But why did he consume so much alcohol that day? He's probably missing his wife. Yeah.
Sleep was far away for me, so I decided to spend some time on my terrace.
I strolled across the terrace ground's artificial grass. I raised my eyes to the starless night sky. I continued to amble while gazing up at the sky.
I mewl slowly, wiping my tears away. If only they had stayed. ouch, I straight away dashed to his chest.
I was falling backwards as a result of the impact before my back could touch the ground. I was taken by powerful arms. I gripped this man's biceps as if my life depended on it.
I gradually realized what posture we were in. I separated myself from that warm, sturdy body. Now I know how he smells when he's sober.
It's as cool and refreshing as peppermint candy.
I'm sorry I didn't notice you. He didn't say anything, instead staring at me without blinking.
I ignored him and walked to the right side of the terrace. At night, this is heaven. I'm not sure why no one in this ten-story building would come here.
Maybe they're afraid of Ms. Gupta.
Because they don't clean up after their dogs shit. And a few Aunties who come here to dry their hair in the sun leave their hair and they get stuck in the plants. Actually, each of us has a balcony in our apartment that is large and useful for drying clothes.Kids rarely play because there is a park close to our apartment.On the left side, she has a terrace garden where she grows various vegetables such as bitter gourd and ladyfinger, as well as some flowers. She'll also give me some.
I walked to the right side, threw my arms on the stainless steel railing, my phone pinged with a message, it's from some bank stating the benefits of the loans, my eyes accidentally fell on the date, and a truck hit me.
Today is my brother's death anniversary. Aargh, how could I have forgotten?
I'm truly sorry, Tiloo. Di, is sorry for forgetting about you. Tiloo, I love you. I whimpered as I threw my arms up on the railing, my head cocked forward, and I didn't care if he saw me dangling on the railing.
I'm a terrible sister. How could I have forgotten about you, my twin brother? Please forgive me, Tiloo.
Tum kar kyaa rahe ho? (What the fuck are you doing?)
Are you attempting to kill yourself? (Kya aap khud ko maarane kee koshish kar rahe hain?)
I was in his strong arms in a matter of seconds, one arm around my hip and the other around my shoulder. It takes me a few moments to process.
Hands off Otherwise, I'll disarticulate your limbs. I threaten him, but he holds me up, my feet barely touching the ground.
Are you deaf? "Hands off," I said.
Hold on. Let's talk.
He carried me to the left side of the garden, where there's a two-seater and a teapoy.Let go now. I instructed him to pull me away from him to create a safe distance.
Nope. Not until I feel you've given up on suicide. His voice was powerful and daring.
I'm not attempting suicide. Even if I tried, it's none of your damn business. This isn't funny, I huffed, gnashing my teeth.
If you don't release me right away. I'll yell.
I began yelling Priya's name at the top of my lungs.Why are you yelling her name, lady?
Aww, are you afraid? Because I called out your wife's name?
Wife? Oh, he's terrified. When he's scared, he's so adorable.
He let go of my shoulder, but wrapped his arms around my waist and drew me into his lap.
She is not my wife. I'm not married. For a brief moment, my entire life came to a halt, but the fact that he is unmarried provides some relief, much like a deer outruns a lion.
Whoopee! He is not married.
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